Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 825 The tough female killer also has shy moments! (3)

A tough female killer can also be shy sometimes! (3)

Hearing Murong Poxiao's question, Yao Yuan couldn't help but also turned to look at Irene.

Although he didn't care whether his appearance was really handsome, he cared about her answer.

Taking a cotton swab, dipped it in the ointment, and carefully helped Yao Yuan apply the ointment, Irene replied flatly.

"Lixiao, your father, uncle, and Uncle Yao have different temperaments. Everyone likes different types, so the answers will be different!"

"So what type does Aunt Irene like?!"

Sitting on the chair, Mo Yehan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

"Mommy said that men and women should complement each other, just like Mommy who is colder, should be matched with a more enthusiastic father.

Uncle Qin Tian is too calm and rational, I think his future lover must be the fiery and impulsive type.

As for Aunt Irene? ! "

Murong Poxiao rested his chin with both hands, looked up at Irene's profile.

"Aunt Irene is very powerful, and she is the perfect match with the gentle Uncle Yao Yuan!"

"Well, Aunt Irene likes to kill people, and Uncle Yao Yuan likes to save people, what a perfect match!"

Mo Yehan nodded lightly, and sighed like a little adult.

Irene's and Yao Yuan's gazes passed over the two little people respectively, and the corners of their lips curled up at the same time.

These two little guys, no matter how much they look like six-year-old children, they still have the same truth in their mouths.

When they looked back, the eyes of the two just collided.

Then, they hid at the same time, and Irene was busy putting away the cotton swabs and ointment.

"It's finished, let's eat!"

"Uncle Yao, did you see that Aunt Irene blushed just now!"

Murong Lixiao moved his body closer to Yao Yuan, and softly reported his observation results.

"I think she must be shy!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately sat back in her chair, followed Mo Yehan's example, and ate the buns between her sandwiches.

Yao Yuan turned to look at the back of Irene going upstairs, but a warm emotion rose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)